The message glowed on my phone screen.
I answer to someone higher than Charles.
I stared at the words for a moment. The message was frightening, but I refused to let fear control me. I took a deep breath and placed my phone face down on the kitchen table.
"We're not running from shadows anymore," I said firmly. "We're going to focus on the evidence we have."
Maya pulled her laptop closer and placed it in the middle of the table.
"Then let's find out what your dad left behind. We should start with the USB drive."
I took the small device from my pocket and connected it to the laptop.
Several folders appeared on the screen. They were neatly arranged and labeled with dates and names. Whoever had organized them had been careful to keep everything in order.
I clicked on the folder marked
